.: day nine :.

motherhood.

Heaven lies beneath the mother's feet.

"We have enjoined on man kindness to his parents; in pain did his mother bear him, and in pain did she give him birth" (46:15).

.: day eight :.

looking over the walls.

"somewhere beyond the grey i know,
there lies a horizon just waiting
to be explored;
to be kissed by travelers' feet.
i don't believe in rainbow bridges,
but i believe in the pots of gold
waiting at the end of journeys.
i believe in opportunities,
and the freedom that lies ahead of me."

.: day seven :.

ghostly mansion.

"the fray of thunder and lightning is music to the ears.
silence is the foe, for it brings ephemeral peace.
making you feel safer,
but it is then when
you are most vulnerable.
skeletons in the closet,
ghouls in the halls,
verily we are
not alone."

. 06.10.09 go-carts .

I'm with my dad at some kind of food court where they sell the most unhealthful of foods. Its all normal food like fried chicken and beef but they were cooking it with truckloads of oil and butter. Even the vegetables were unhealthy but I remember saying, “They're bad for you but I feel like eating them anyway,”. We were heading for the bakery and dad was a bit annoyed with the incompetent counter girl.

We ordered two butter buns (there was a name but I can't remember it now) and she gives us one paper bag. After a while of not realising, she wonders why we're still here and not paying her money and my dad says, “Two, please?” She quickly gets the other bag and, like in real life, as we walk away dad likes to make fun of these kind of people. I, like in real life, get annoyed with dad for making fun of these people behind their back. And though its pretty funny when he does it, I don't appreciate it.

Coming out of the shopping centre and into the parking lot, dad gets out his set of keys and then another set of keys and throws it to me. Turns out I got my own set of wheels – go-carts. But not the boring, wooden kind. I'm talking about the ones in amusement parks you drive around hitting people. Except ours looked like real sports cars, only smaller and built for one person. Mine was a hot red and dad's was navy blue. So we drove out of there like crazy!

Dad was ahead of me and I was trying to catch up. The go-cart was compact and easy to handle but not so well when drifting around curves. Was still getting the hang of it and I remember making a lot of screeching sounds under my wheels. Suddenly dad was going to do a stunt; there was a big ramp leaning on a building's balcony and dad was going to drive up the thing and do a somersault down with the cart in tact. I thought it'd never work so I cried out loud not to do it but he DID!

Well not exactly. He drove up and the car went up into the air and came crashing down, atop of him. At first I cried in dismay, thinking he was crushed under the car. But as I looked up at the balcony, there he was! He jumped in when the moment the car was in the air. I don't know why there was a white horse in the balcony with him though.

After that we returned to our go-carts then I see two cousins of mine and a pal of mine from school, Wasabi. My two cousins, the boy, Daniel, and the little girl, Atiqah, were looking over my red, hot go-cart while holding a small bicycle. Atiqah wanted to learn how to ride a bike so I taught her, more or less. I remember helping her onto the bike and I was by her side, as she pedalled along. Wasabi was amazed by my go-cart but somehow I remember him trying out the bike instead. Some guys saw him and made fun of him till he was embarrassed and got down.

As dad got out of the building, we started sharing the still toasty butter buns from the bakery. Daniel was holding one bun and giving out shares to Wasabi and his sis. I remember tearing the bun and it felt so hot and soft, and the smell of butter burned my nose in Dreamland.


I wish I could have eaten it in the end but I woke up before I had the chance :C Anyhoos, the butter bun reminded me of Roti Boy. Want to get some next time.

.: to Ash :.

"Spring is near when I hear your laughter,
Summer is sweet when I see you smile,
Autumn passes but I still grow fonder,
Winter is never cold when you're around."

Today's not a photo challenge but a tribute to my bestie, Ash, whose birthday is today =3 Go forth and celebrate your sweet sixteen you old cheeky bugger you!

And it's also Americans Independence day!! So happy independence day to those who're celebrating it! Have a good 'un!

.: day six :.

i love you.

"always easier said than done.
easier written than said.
easier kept
than having your heart
break in two."

.: day five :.

make a wish.

"tie your wishing stars to strings,
hold them close;
hold them dear;
breathe your prayers onto them,
then drop them into the sea.
the skies have been dulled too grey,
perhaps they'll listen to you from the blue."

.: day four :.

roots.

"the roots that held you firm,
the branches that made you strong,
the stems that made you stand tall,
the leaves that served you company,
you may be the most beautiful bloom,
but remember
we were all seeds once."

. 05.10.09 did i say that? .

This is really short because I don't remember most of the Dream. There are two parts so here's the first. I am in the back seat of some sort of vehicle, and there's a Caucasian woman in the driver's seat. Can't say if we were friends or strangers but we were in the same situation with a lot more people. We were all stuck in a parking lot.

No one could get out, like some strange force was keeping us inside. Slowly one by one, the number of people decreased. Like we were being picked out like flies. This was creepy. I don't remember leaving the car with the woman though. We were always driving, trying to find a way out. She drove to the ticket machine with that bar that lets you out. It did not work. I told her just ram the damn thing and we can go home but she didn't like the sound of damaging her car.

She kept driving around and the number of people were decreasing. Suddenly a motorbike popped out of nowhere and stopped in the middle of the lane, not letting us pass. I said, “Lemme drive, lemme drive! MOVE!” She moved to the passenger's seat and I crawled out from the back. I drove round even faster but I noticed there was no one else in the parking lot. We were alone...

Before anything freaky happened, I thank god my alarm woke me up. In the next part I don't remember much except the fact I was pouring myself some Pepsi into another, smaller plastic bottle giving advice to another teen, “Even if you still don't get what you want, won't you come home smiling?”


In the parking lot, I kinda remember seeing Tiger (my oldest cat) running around in between the cars. Sort of scared me cus I was worried what would happen to him :( As for the last part, you can interpret it however you want. I'm thinking, linked with the soda bottles, I'm subconsciously telling myself that look at your life half-full. Like, even if you don't get everything you want, be thankful for what you have now and always come home with a smile.